Link woke up to gray clouds and a stiff neck. It had been a few years since he had slept on something so hard. And the cot he was on was not something to be found in any of Zelda's rooms.
"This is what I get for living in peace for so long." Link thought to himself.
He got of the cot and searched for his tunic. He found it and put it on just as the door opened to reveal Teri. Link was still putting on a boot.
"You're up early." Link said, hopping around.
"Ye are the one who is late." Teri said, "The rest of us already had breakfast." Link sat on the bed, still tugging at his boot.
"I missed breakfast?" he asked, finally getting the boot on.
"Don't worry, I saved ye some." Teri replied, "We always give the new crew member or a visitor one day before breaking them into our routine."
"And thanks to me, you won't have to tell me about the routine." Link said, smiling.
"Yes, I see your wind is quite effective." Teri commented, "We have just passed the shores of Holodrum. That is three hours away from Hesra."
"Really?" Link asked, getting to his feet, "Holodrum is that close to Hesra?" Teri's confusion showed on her face. "I've been there before. The oracles there needed help, so they brought me in."
"How long ago was this?" Teri said, stepping back into the hallway.
"Nine years ago." Link said, following Teri, "I was eleven at the time."
"It seems your life has been but one adventure." Teri said, her eyes sparkling.
"This will sound corny, but life is an adventure." Link said, "I just had shorter recovery time that's all." They laughed. But Link's laughter was cut short by a sudden pain in his hand. He groaned and breathed out slowly, clutching his left hand.
"What is wrong?" Teri said, worried.
"I don't know." He looked at his hand. Two triangles pulsed a soft light from the back of his hand.
"We're close." said Link. It was confirmed a few minutes later.
"Captain," a sailor called, coming up the stairs from the lower level, "We just passed the island of Arthag. At the rate we're going, we should be at Fernad in a minute."
"Don't think so." Link said. He walked away from the group. Teri and the sailor looked at each for a moment, then followed. They found him on the deck. The ship was sailing past Arthag slowly.
"Just as planned." He said.
"What was?" Teri asked, coming up to the deck.
"The sages saw this island. They decided that the wind should die down when we got here. Otherwise we would be coming in too fast to dock properly."
"That makes sense." Teri said.
"Especially with the festival soon." The sailor added, "The port will be busy."
"That's right, I forgot about that." Teri said.
"Festival?" Link asked.
"The festival to celebrate the City of Fernad's one hundred fortieth birthday." Teri explained. But Link was not paying attention. Something had caught his eye. He walked to the bow of the ship. Teri asked what was wrong.
"That cloud," Link whispered, "is a lot darker than the others surrounding it." Teri looked and saw the almost black cloud.
"Do you have rams on this ship?" Link asked, tearing his gaze away from the cloud. The captain nodded.
"Then get your men rowing." He ordered, "I'm afraid we are already too late."
For ten minutes, Teri's men rowed with all their strength. The city of Fernad was their home. Their families lived within its walls. The thought that all could be gone did not fill them despair but with a fury like no other. For vengeance was not uncommon in the land of Hesra.
Link and Gerud were with Teri. They were planning the next step. They had no idea what to expect when they reached the port. If there still was one. For all they, Majon could be there, waiting for them. Or worse, he had taken control of all of Hesra. The one dark cloud above Hesra would soon grow to cover the entire sky if this is what had passed.
"If Majon is still at Fernad," Gerud started, "what then?"
"Hope he doesn't see us when we see him." Link replied, "I change into Mikau and swim to shore while you guys had to Arthag and stay safe."
"Ye plan to challenge Majon alone?" Teri asked.
"Fernad had a standing army and a powerful nazy," Gerud pointed out, "It won't matter if we go along."
"Nazy?"
"An army of boats."
"Oh," Link said, "You call it a nazy. We say navy."
"Not important right now." Teri said, raising her voice.
"Sorry."
"Teri, ye must calm yourself." Gerud said, raising a hand, "Do not let your feelings get the best of ye." They stared at each other in an icy silence. Link could feel the tension between. He wanted to break the silence, but had no idea how. His hand did though. It decided to hurt again, worse than before.
Link screamed; the pain was intense. The two triangles were glowing brightly now. Gerud and Teri broke their gaze at rushed to Link's side. He had fallen to the floor. The sailor from the crow's nest came to the conference room.
"Fernad in sight, or at least what's left of it." He said. Teri looked him in silent horror. The sailor raced back to his post. Link got up and started to follow him.
Teri asked where he was going. He could not reply, the pain too much for him. Yet, something was compelling him to go topside. When Link finally reached the deck, he went to the bow. Gerud and Teri were right behind him. Once he reached the front of the boat, his left hand stretched forward. And a yellow beam of light shot out from the two triangles.
The beam flew over the ruins of the once proud city of Fernad. It flew over the forest land, most of which was burning or had been burned. It flew straight into the heart of the shadow land, into the temple where Majon now resided. The light struck his hand. It let a tortured yell, one that could be heard by the sailors. That's when Link pulled his hand back. The light disappeared. Link flew off his feet and landed hard on the deck. He was unconscious.
Teri knelt down beside him. She saw three triangles glowing on his hand.
"He has it!" she exclaimed, "He has the full power of the triforce." She was happy to say the least, but the moment was cut short by another roar, this one filled with hatred. When it died down, Teri heard a rumbling noise. The boat began to quiver. Gerud was staring at something behind the ship. His eyes were filled with horror. Teri rose and saw it for herself: a tidal wave of immense proportions. Impossible to avoid. Impossible to survive.
The other sailors came on deck to see what the noise was. When they saw it, their fires were doused. Their eyes watched their death approach them, showing no emotion.